Special Forces Medic

After the routine meeting ended, each district's leadership team organized their monthly report meetings on their own. Hua Muyun pushed open the office door, and the spacious environment under the bright light brought a good mood to those working inside for the day.

"Has Lin Zhifang arrived?"

Hua Muyun took off his coat and hung it on the hook. Today's meeting was very peaceful, lacking the confrontations of previous ones, leaving people a bit puzzled.

"He's already in the small conference room waiting." After filing away the documents, Secretary Luo stood by Hua Muyun's side: "Minister Wang said he has some matters to finish before coming over."

"Didn't he ask about anything?" Hua Muyun leaned on the leather sofa.

"He did ask!" Secretary Luo replaced the cooled tea with hot water on the coffee table, his face showing a bit of hesitation.

"What's wrong? Is there something amiss?"

Hua Muyun feigned sleep, but he was keenly aware of Secretary Luo's every move: "Did Wang Zhanting make things difficult for you?"

"Ah! No." Secretary Luo was still hesitating, holding a report from the Sharp Sword Team, and the situation this time was quite significant.

"Speak up if there's something. When did you start becoming so hesitant?" Hua Muyun widened his eyes, looking at Secretary Luo with a hint of reproach.

"It's that there was a situation on Young Master Xiao's side." Secretary Luo handed the report he got first-hand to Hua Muyun: "Currently, the news has been strictly blocked. Five people died this time, identity: Nightmare."

"Haha, that kid is getting more impressive, huh!" Reviewing the report, Hua Muyun couldn't help but smile: "What's your take on this?"

"There's nothing wrong with the matter itself; the key is that this assassin is under the City Lord of the Underground. With Minister Wang's influence, it's impossible to hire this person."

"Hmm, we've been observing for a while now." Hua Muyun handed the materials back to Secretary Luo: "Destroy it, don't let it fall into anyone else's hands."

"What about the Sharp Sword Team?"

"Have Lao Long go greet them." Hua Muyun continued to feign sleep on the sofa: "Where is that kid now?"

"Xia Family! Xia Xue was also present and seemed quite frightened." Secretary Luo glanced at his watch: "There's about fifteen minutes left. Do you want to..."

"Let him wait, no one will die." Hua Muyun switched to a comfortable position and sank into the leather chair: "How's the investigation on the Liger Gang's background going?"

"Although there's no direct evidence, every clue and key figure is closely related to the third-generation Sect Leader of the Wang Family. However, it also implicates the son of the Minister of the Propaganda Department."

"Haha, is that so?" This was quite unexpected.

"Isolate this part and have a chat with our Minister of the Propaganda Department, drink some tea, and build some rapport."

"Yes!"

Secretary Luo kept his head down, silently noting the tasks he would have to handle personally. He was known as a walking hard drive, capable of recording countless pieces of information in his mind and sorting them accordingly without missing a single point, a skill that regular people couldn't match.

"Old Master! The young master..."

"No need to worry about him for now, just let him follow that kid. He should be honed; just keep an eye on him."

Hua Muyun was quite assured about Hua Qingyi. Having been fond of following Xiao Lin since childhood, Hua Qingyi's fiery personality had never led to major issues, proving that Xiao Lin could handle him. He just lacked experience in the political arena, but anyone who could face the battlefield could easily pick up the nuances of officialdom.

At around three o'clock, Hua Muyun stood up, took a sip of tea, put on his clothes, and led the way.

The small conference room was located on the fourth floor of the City Committee Building, two floors away from Hua Muyun's office. It's not because his location lacked a conference room, but because people were relatively reserved. Moreover, discussing certain topics always seemed to be subjected to unfair treatment if held openly, these peculiar unwritten rules probably only made sense to these individuals.

When Lin Zhifang finished his third cup of coffee, Wang Zhanting walked in from outside. Seeing Lin Zhifang there, he was somewhat puzzled—why would a deputy director from the City Police Department sit in a small conference room for Hua Muyun's private meeting? It seemed today's confrontation was aimed at the Wang Family.

Wang Zhanting was a smart person. After a moment of hesitation upon meeting, he plastered a smile on his face: "Director Lin, you're really early." He adjusted his suit and sat at one end of the round table, leaving the innermost middle seat open.

"Minister Wang!" Lin Zhifang greeted Wang Zhanting with a nod. People in officialdom were well aware of seating principles, so after Wang Zhanting chose his spot, Lin Zhifang found a chair closest to the door and sat down. He nervously flipped through the prepared report documents, unable to find any topics to engage this big figure in conversation.

"Is this today's dialogue materials?" Wang Zhanting sat back in the soft chair with his hands clasped together, his eyes falling on the thick file folder placed on the table by Lin Zhifang.

"Ah!"

Lin Zhifang hadn't expected Wang Zhanting to inquire directly. Three days ago, after receiving a call from the City Secretary-General's Office to attend Hua Muyun's private meeting and prepare all documentation concerning the Xia Family and the unrest in the entire city over the past two months, Lin Zhifang felt the sword hanging over his head could fall at any time. Xiao Lin had forewarned him several times, but he hadn't expected it to come so soon, and the main character was now sitting right before him. Should he reveal the entire content of these documents?

He seemed to have no room for hesitation. In other words, Secretary Luo never hinted to him that Wang Zhanting would be the other main character of today's meeting. He simply assumed Hua Muyun wanted to privately understand the few recent cases without overthinking.

"What's the matter, Director Lin?" Wang Zhanting asked softly, observing Lin Zhifang's unease.

"Oh, it's nothing!" Lin Zhifang regained his composure and pulled the document folder closer to himself: "Just some trial processes of several recent major cases that I'd like to report to the City Committee."

Wang Zhanting, upon hearing this, didn't press further. Lin Zhifang could be considered a sly fox, answering in a way that didn't offend either party.

"Director Lin has been working hard! I've also heard of it. Recently, Yanjing has received quite a disturbance from lawbreakers."

"Minister Wang, your concern is appreciated. This is my duty. Capturing and punishing criminals is the responsibility of law enforcement officers. It's not hard work but everyone's responsibility to keep the homeland safe."

Lin Zhifang invoked the spirit of righteous sacrifice, knowing that bureaucratic talk is often the safest, especially in front of leaders. As a deputy director of the City Police Department, if he wanted to achieve anything, he had to curry favor with these people. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you're welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)